im flippin through my cd's, trying to find somethin that's fun/
and all i seem, to come across is fuckin KRS-ONE/
i just remembered, this cd had a huge crack in tha side/
so you're gettin dismembered, by a cd that's startin to slide/
from tha left to tha right of your neck, about 2 inches below your eyes/
we ended up in a car wreck, cuz your head decided to go for a ride/
it started rollin down tha street, bouncin off old ladies feet/
people turned white as a sheet, when they saw your head with no teeth/
this wuz all fun and games, until your head started rollin/
now im locked in a cage, wit handcuffs and my wrists are swollen/
all because i had a fuckin weap-on, that wuz whack/
a cd by krs-one, wit NOT ONE GOOD FUCKIN TRACK!

next weapon...pot leaf